ebookland Chapter 137 Murong Yi Pushes Su Wan'er Away
Chapter 137 Murong Yi Pushes Su Wan'er Away
Soon, the magnificent Prince's mansion came into view. As soon as they stepped through the gates, Afu hurriedly came forward, his face full of concern: "Greetings, Your Highness and Your Highness's Consort!"
Murong Yi nodded slightly, her expression cold and stern: "Yes, get up!"
Afu got up as instructed and then blurted out, "Your Highness, I heard you were completely drunk yesterday and caused trouble in the restaurant, uh... are you alright now?"
Murong Yi's face stiffened instantly, his brows furrowing slightly, a hint of displeasure and embarrassment flashing in his eyes. He gritted his teeth, trying to remain calm, and replied, "Don't worry, it's all over!" Then, emphasizing his words, he added, "This is none of your business! Just do your job!"
Seeing Murong Yi's expression, Lin Qianqian couldn't help but feel both amused and exasperated. She exchanged a glance with Murong Yi, their eyes seemingly both teasing and comforting.
Before Murong Yi could even open her mouth to question her, Lin Qianqian took light steps and walked straight into the palace, with Xiao Die following closely behind like a nimble shadow.
Wuming glanced thoughtfully at Murong Yi, then silently followed them inside. Murong Yi watched their retreating figures, sighed helplessly, and the coldness on his face gradually turned into a hint of helplessness and doting. He then strode into the palace.
In that quiet room, Su Wan'er was still fast asleep, her sleeping face like a delicate flower blooming quietly.
Huan'er rushed into the room in a great hurry, her excited shouts ringing out like thunder: "Your Highness! Your Highness!"
Startled awake by the sudden shout, Su Wan'er frowned, her eyes filled with anger, and yelled at Huan'er, "What are you doing shouting so loudly, you brat! It's so noisy!"
Huan'er was terrified by her furious appearance, her face paling and her body trembling slightly. She quickly lowered her voice and said slowly, "Your Highness... is back!"
Su Wan'er's angry expression froze instantly, followed by an undisguised look of ecstatic joy in her eyes: "What!" She stood up abruptly, hurriedly tidying her disheveled hair, and said urgently: "Your Highness~ Your Highness is back, why aren't you helping this princess to do her hair and makeup!"
Her voice trembled slightly with excitement, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, and her eyes were filled with eagerness and anticipation to see the prince. She seemed to be infused with boundless energy as she bustled around the room, urging Huan'er to help her with her hair and makeup.
Murong Yi was leisurely passing by the backyard of the Prince's mansion, thinking about going to find Lin Qianqian, when a familiar voice pierced the silence like a sharp thorn: "Your Highness!" Murong Yi turned around at the sound of the voice, and Su Wan'er's charming figure came into view.
Strangely, his heart was completely unmoved, only feeling a sense of calm, even a slight boredom. Nevertheless, he forced a smile, and as Su Wan'er quickly approached, he still spoke softly and tenderly, "Wan'er~"
Upon seeing this, Su Wan'er threw herself into Murong Yi's arms like an arrow released from a bow, and began to sob. Her cries were like beads falling from a broken string, continuous and endless.
Murong Yi was momentarily at a loss, his body seemingly frozen in place, his hands trembling slightly involuntarily. After hesitating for a long time, he slowly raised them, stopping them in mid-air, and then awkwardly placed them on her back. "Wan'er, don't cry, I'm fine! I'm sorry to have worried you!" However, his expression was undeniably embarrassed, his eyes darting around, and his brows furrowing slightly, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.
Su Wan'er pouted slightly, her red lips slightly parted, tears glistening in her eyes. She looked utterly pitiful as she softly murmured, "Your Highness, how could you bear to leave Wan'er like this! Where have you gone?"
Murong Yi was taken aback by the sudden question and didn't know how to answer for a moment. He frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then slowly reached out and gently cupped Su Wan'er's cheeks, forcing a smile as he explained, "I... drank with my brother yesterday and drank too much. I got really drunk, so I stayed there! I'm sorry to have worried you, Wan'er. It's my fault."
Upon hearing the reason, Su Wan'er finally felt relieved. A sweet smile appeared on her lips as she nestled into Murong Yi's arms, saying softly, "Your Highness, I feel so empty without you by my side. I miss you so much, thinking of you day and night!"
Murong Yi forced an awkward smile, but his eyes were vacant, clearly distracted. He replied perfunctorily, "This king...this king also misses Wan'er!"
Su Wan'er was overjoyed, her face flushed with happiness. She held Murong Yi's hand tightly, shook it gently, and said coquettishly, "Your Highness, come on, come back to my room with me."
Murong Yi subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back, a hint of reluctance flashing across her face, but looking at Su Wan'er's expectant eyes, she ultimately did not resist and let her pull her forward.
Along the way, Murong Yi's thoughts were like a wild horse, constantly drifting in another direction. All that appeared in her mind were Lin Qianqian's every smile and frown. Her steps became heavier and heavier, as if every step required a great deal of effort.
Su Wan'er bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes shimmering with endless charm and allure. She slowly raised her hand, her fingers lightly fiddling with the sash of her robe. Her movements were like a slow-motion painting; the sash loosened, and her robe gently slipped off her fragrant shoulders, revealing her fair and delicate skin, as smooth as mutton fat jade. Her graceful figure and exquisite curves were displayed before Murong Yi's eyes.
Murong Yi's heart tightened, and he subconsciously clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white, trying hard to suppress the turmoil and unease in his heart. Although Su Wan'er did indeed possess captivating beauty and figure, at this moment, she seemed to have lost her luster in his eyes.
His mind was filled with Lin Qianqian's beautiful image, her gentle smile, and her lively eyes, which lingered in his mind like a spell.
In a daze, he mistook Su Wan'er for Lin Qianqian, and his eyes became gentle and dreamy, involuntarily becoming intoxicated by her.
Seeing the change in Murong Yi's eyes, Su Wan'er was secretly delighted. She snuggled closer to him even more tenderly, her soft lips gently pressing against Murong Yi's cheek, slowly moving down his chin.
Murong Yi suddenly woke up and came to her senses. What came into view was Su Wan'er's face full of lust. She felt disgusted and pushed her away without thinking. She stood up abruptly.
Su Wan'er was startled by this sudden action and her face paled. Her eyes were filled with surprise and resentment. She cried out in a sweet voice, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you!"
Murong Yi's body trembled slightly. With his back to Su Wan'er, he took a deep breath and forced a calm smile, saying, "Wan'er, I drank too much yesterday and feel unwell. I really have no heart to do this today. Let's do it another day! I will definitely spend time with you another day!" After saying that, he left as if he were fleeing, his steps hurried and he dared not linger for a moment.
Su Wan'er stood there dumbfounded, her eyes wide with disbelief. Her hands clenched into fists involuntarily, her nails digging deep into her palms, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
Once, Murong Yi was always full of affection for her, tender and affectionate, every glance burning with passion, every intimate moment proactive and ardent. But now, he is so cold and distant, as if he has become a different person.
Her heart was filled with disappointment and grievance, as well as doubt and resentment. Anger and sorrow intertwined, engulfing her like a surging tide, yet she had no way to vent them. She could only watch Murong Yi's departing figure with tears welling up in her eyes, but stubbornly refused to fall.